Sunlight flows in nice and quiet,
Like a deer prancing in the forest,
It wipes away the dark clouds,
By spreading light as far as the eye can see,
right up in the sky,
The big sun starts to climb,
it gets pushed out of the sky,
By the moon,
Like a deer hiding away.
Sunlight.
Sunlight flows in nice and quiet,
Like a deer prancing in the forest,
It wipes away the dark clouds,
By spreading light as far as the eye can see,
right up in the sky,
The big sun starts to climb,
it gets pushed out of the sky,
By the moon,
Like a deer hiding away.